mousepad-d2 Chapter 209 Edwin
Chapter 209 Edwin
How to catch a thief who comes and goes without a trace?
This is actually not a very difficult question for Julian.
Any city has a dark side. In this alien continent, if you want to find a thief, or a thief with superb means, then of course... go to the Thieves Guild to find it!
Of course, it is impossible to count on the thieves' union to catch the thief. It is impossible for others to break their own rules, and the thieves' union itself is very secretive, and there is no special channel for ordinary people to get in touch with it.
Is Julian normal?
Of course not!
So he left Owen and went to old Kevin's tavern.
Owen watched Julian leave with a look of resentment, but who gave him work to do... After accepting disciples, he must teach them well, so that Owen will not intentionally delay Dawn's training.
He is already quite old, and he missed the best time for training. If Owen doesn't care anymore, he might as well go to the Knight Academy.
"Let's go, go to the backyard, I'm going to give you some basic skills!" Owen said expressionlessly.
Dawn shivered, and followed with a wooden sword in his hand...I always feel like taking a pill today!
Old Kevin's tavern was as usual—cool.
The number of guests here is not large, but the quality is very guaranteed. Julian even imagined that if someone planted a bomb here that day, it is estimated that one-third of the high-end combat power in the entire city of Alisa could be killed.
For example, the black-robed old man sitting in the corner bragging about X, the bishop of the Mother Earth Church, and Bishop Willie who once went to explore the elemental plane with Julian.At this time, he didn't have the holy look he saw in the church at all, and he was frothing, bragging about his experience to be omnipotent.
The big man sitting opposite him was sprayed with saliva all over the face by him. Looking at the ferocious expression, he probably would have turned his face if he hadn't been defeated.
Julian came to the bar and ordered a glass of wine.
Old Kevin was wiping his never-ending wine glass with a rag, and he looked up at Julian: "Who are you looking for?"
Julian gave him a thumbs up: "Your old eyes are really sharp, how do you know I'm looking for someone?"
Old Kevin lowered his eyelids, adjusted a glass of wine and pushed it over, casually said: "Since you came in, your eyes have been circling among the guests, are you looking for someone or something?"
Julian took a sip of the wine. It was sour and sweet, and the taste of the wine was very light. It was more like a drink than a wine.
"I want to find someone from the Thieves Guild."
Old Kevin wiped the wine glass without any pause: "Three gold coins, I will tell you where to find it yourself. Ten gold coins, I will recommend you the best thief. Twenty gold coins, I will recommend you the best killer. Fifty gold coins, allowing you to directly meet the president of the Alisa branch."
Julian clicked his tongue secretly. He had already guessed that old Kevin was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful. Forget about those in the front, but the one in the back can send people directly to the head of the Thieves Union Branch. That is not something ordinary people can do. did it.
"Okay!" Julian made up his mind and felt that if he could steal something under the nose of the sky knight, he must be a master among the masters. It is estimated that only the president has this ability. "Introduce me to the president."
After speaking, he counted out fifty gold coins and placed them in front of old Kevin.
Old Kevin wiped the rag, and the gold coins disappeared like magic, and then he made a glass of wine: "Go, the guest in the corner, give him the wine, and he will tell you how to do it."
Julian picked up the wine glass, glanced towards the corner, and saw an old man with a slightly wretched appearance sitting there, sipping the wine glass in small sips.
He was walked over right away, and sat down opposite the old man.
The old man raised his cloudy eyes and glanced at him, his eyes swept over the wine glass he was holding, and his eyes lit up all of a sudden.
He swallowed hard, and cursed vaguely: "Damn, old Kevin is trying to trick me again."
Julian didn't hear what he said, but just pushed the wine glass in front of the old man.
The old man's red wine nose twitched, swallowed, and with difficulty shifted his gaze from the wine glass to Julian's face, and said in a low voice, "Boy, what's the matter with you?"
"I heard that you have a way to get in touch with the branch president of the Thieves Union?"
The old man glanced at him with a half-smile, then took the wine glass: "That's all?"
"Correct."
"What do you want from him, kid?" The old man yawned and asked casually.
"The statue of our Church of the Holy Light was stolen. I wonder if it was done by members of the Thieves Union."
"Pfft..." The old man almost choked on his own saliva, and looked at Julian with a weird face: "Did I hear correctly? You said that the statue of your church was stolen?"
"That's right." Julian was not at all embarrassed by his weird tone, and added: "Your Excellency Owen was there at the time."
The old man was stunned, and his two rough eyebrows slowly frowned: "You mean...someone stole your statue under the nose of a sky knight?"
The god statue in the church is the facade of a church, and if this thing is stolen, it can't be described as shameful.
But it's another matter to steal something under the nose of a sky knight, and it's impossible to do it without some skills.
No... It should be said that even if he had the ability, he would not do such an easy thing to turn his face.
The old man calculated the powerful thieves in the guild, and found that those who were able to do this would basically not do such a stupid thing, while those who had no brains could not do it.
Could it be... some master came to Alisa City?
The old man's thinking suddenly went astray towards the competitor, and he even wondered if the competitor was throwing the blame at them again.
Julian had to tap on the table to get his attention.
The old man's wretched expression disappeared suddenly, and his whole person exuded a different aura. He said in a deep voice, "I will go back and investigate this matter. If it is an entrustment received by the Thieves Guild, I will give it to you." an explanation."
Julian was a little surprised by the old man's reaction, but he was relieved after thinking about it.
The statue is equivalent to the facade of a church. Stealing the statue is undoubtedly provoking the church. In the past, if you steal it, you will steal it. Anyway, the Church of the Holy Light has very little influence in the Shatan Empire, so you can only swallow your anger when this happens.
But it's different now, with a sky knight sitting in town and stealing the statue right under their noses, it's not provoking the church, but provoking this sky knight.
This statement seems a little ridiculous, as if provoking the church has less serious consequences than provoking a sky knight, but the reality is that the headquarters of the Church of the Holy Light is far away from here, and often they don't even care about it.
On the other hand, His Excellency Owen lives in the local area, so don't blame him for hitting someone in the face like this.
The old man was also full of anger. For their thieves guild, it is not impossible to provoke a sky knight. Their guild also has masters. They really are not afraid of a sky knight, but if they provoke a sky knight without benefit It would be very stupid.
The Thieves Guild has never done business at a loss, the old man gritted his teeth secretly, don't let him know which idiot did such a thing, otherwise he will have to peel off that person's skin!
The old man moved quickly. Julian drank a few glasses of wine in the tavern, chatted casually with other people and exchanged some information, and then slowly returned to the church.When he returned to the church, there was a teenage boy squatting at the door. He saw Julian's eyes lit up, and he quickly delivered a letter to him.
Julian took a look at the letter and saw the imprint of the Thieves Union on it.
He returned to the room with the letter, opened it, glanced at it, and showed a surprised expression.
There wasn't much content in the letter, the old man just explained dryly that this matter was indeed the fault of their trade union, and gave the name and identity of the culprit together.
Julian noticed that when the old man was explaining, he deliberately downplayed the thief who stole, with a faint intention of protecting him.
Does that thief have any unusual relationship with the old man?
He threw the thought away only after turning his mind around, and instead focused on the name.
Edwin Price, the son of a merchant in the royal capital, came to Alisa City not long ago, and seemed to be passing through here, intending to study at the Knight Academy.
Perhaps in order to compensate the thief they saved, the information about Edwin provided by the Thieves Union was very detailed.
It was so detailed that apart from the letter used to explain, the thick stack below was all information about Edwin.
Julian took a few glances and suddenly felt a headache.
Since time travel, he has always felt that he is living a very ordinary, very ordinary life.
(System: ??? Do you have any misunderstandings about the words ordinary and ordinary?)
However, since he met the time-traveling man last time, why does he feel that this continent is getting more and more wrong?
Look at Edwin's experience, the bastard son of a merchant, originally had good talent and was highly valued at home. Then one day, somehow, his talent suddenly disappeared. When he was talented before, he was arrogant and his talent was gone. Afterwards, disaster happened. Those people whom he looked down upon all rushed to make trouble, and even his fiancée chose to withdraw from the engagement.
It is said that at the time of the divorce, Edwin yelled at his fiancée not to bully the young and poor, but he was beaten up, and then a few years later, when everyone thought he was useless, he recovered, and then It started a life of counterattack and slap in the face all the way.
Look at this familiar routine, does it look like Long Ao Tian Ben Long?
Julian wondered if the one who stole their idol was the hero of a novel?
"What's the matter? How do you make such an expression?" Owen came back after training and looked at him amusedly.
"what expression?"
Owen thought for a while, "Maybe it's the toothache expression?"
Julian said with a bitter face: "That's probably because I really have a toothache."
"What's going on?" Owen grabbed a towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, and Owen came to Julian's side.
Julian handed over the thick document, and Owen took it and looked at it for a while, and immediately showed...a toothache expression.
"Hehe, doesn't it look familiar?" Julian asked with a twitching corner of his mouth.
Owen was silent for a while, before stammering: "This person...I really miss the hero of the novel in your world."
Julian: What a coincidence, I think so too..._(:з」∠)_
Julian's diary:
Why is the painting style of my time travel getting more and more wrong? ? ?
Where did these heroes come from?
I think... Maybe I can change my name and call it the hero killer.
[Owen (in a low voice): I think it's more appropriate to call him the Stallion Killer. →. →】
Julian: _(:з」∠)_
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Ahem...Meet a new hero again...
I sorted out the outline today. Sure enough, the outline is still necessary, otherwise the author always wants to let himself go... _(:з」∠)_Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
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